Thursday, 1 February 2007

Ice, ice baby

Dunedin may be off the beaten track but it’s also my favourite city in New Zealand, and it doesn’t hurt that we’ve discovered an ice rink here - which when you’re a little girl and thousands of miles from home and raised on daddy’s backyard ice is very comforting indeed.

Annie and Molly have hit the ice like it's second nature, mixing it with the hundreds of posing, horny teenagers buzzing around to the beat of a tinny sound system. (All I’d have to do is swap the Pussycat Dolls and Beyonce for a bit of Meatloaf and Donna Summer and poof! I’d be 14 again and back at my old roller rink in Southampton, Ontario, smoking a Player’s Light and vying for the attentions of the cute Roller Fuzz in their tight Levis.)

Ah, but doesn't nostalgia work in the strangest ways.

3 comments:

david mcmahon said...

Meatloaf, while skating? Hmmm, the name rinks a bell!

Anonymous said...

Harps, great pic, it does bring back some oh so funny memories of tight jeans, you rollerskating backwards ( not in the tight jeans that was MA) and looking very cool!!!!

Doug Lucas said...

Hey it is finally cold enough in Elora for a rink and alas it is not there this year!! Nice to see the girls skating!
Great site, enjoy reading about your adventures. One of the first things I do every morning is read your blog and usually get a good laugh.